Like a scene from a movie or a story too tragic to be real, Uncle Bashar’s life has been defined by suffering. In 1985, he was taken to prison—and he remained there for forty years. He endured the horrors of Tadmur, Sednaya, and Adra prisons, where time stood still while his dreams, memories, and life were stolen from him. Now, at 62, he has stepped into a world he no longer recognizes—a world that no longer recognizes him. He has no home, no family, and no clear path forward. When he tried to reconnect with his loved ones, he found only closed doors. Some had passed away, some had forgotten, and others had disappeared, just as he once had. How does a man start over when everything has been taken from him? How does he comprehend a world that has moved on without him? Uncle Bashar is not just a man freed from prison—he has emerged into a life that no longer exists. Can we help him take his first step toward a future he never had the chance to live? Your support can give him the stability, care, and hope he desperately needs.